“I crave color. Give me color.” Elaine pleaded. She and her husband Randall had just arrived from China where they’d been for the past two months. They complained about the drabness, the lack of color, not seeing a blue sky for weeks. They had come to South Africa for a 3 week vacation.
These photos were taken on Elaine and Randy’s second day in South Africa. There were six of us hiking in the mountainous Jonkershoek Nature Reserve close to Stellenbosch, about 30 minutes from our house. We were the only ones on the trail.
There were times on our walk when we saw several rainbows at once. The moist air and towering mountains seemed to be a playground for them. Baby rainbows practiced at the base of mountains showing off their perfect small arcs, brilliant slices of rainbow clung to the sides of sheer cliffs, magnificent rainbows in their prime rose high in the air and doubled themselves in mirror image - 14 arcs of pure colour. Pots of gold everywhere.
The Rainbow Nation heard their plea.
And granted it.
These photos were taken on Elaine and Randy’s second day in South Africa. There were six of us hiking in the mountainous Jonkershoek Nature Reserve close to Stellenbosch, about 30 minutes from our house. We were the only ones on the trail.
There were times on our walk when we saw several rainbows at once. The moist air and towering mountains seemed to be a playground for them. Baby rainbows practiced at the base of mountains showing off their perfect small arcs, brilliant slices of rainbow clung to the sides of sheer cliffs, magnificent rainbows in their prime rose high in the air and doubled themselves in mirror image - 14 arcs of pure colour. Pots of gold everywhere.
There was magic in the air. A special luminescent presence.
We wanted to whisper in awe, sing with joy.
Spread our arms wide.
In the embrace of rainbows.
Moments imprinted in memory.
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